Author's Note: Another chapter and it's on time as I promised! Hope you guys appreciate that! I have just finished piecing together the plan for this story and would like to have it finalised soon. So, if you're a fan of this story then please leave a review with what pairings you would like to see. If I haven't included them already then, I'll try to do so! Some suggestions other than Harry wouldn't got amiss either! So, let me know who you want to see and I'll try and work them in.
Onto the chapter. We return to Hermione who resorts to one of Hogwarts's naughtiest secrets to get her relief and subsequently meets a very mysterious lover. Any guesses who it is? Enjoy!
Chapter 6: A Mysterious Encounter
The night had been exceptionally long for Hermione. First, having sat through the feast, she had to Ron's constant questioning of Harry, asking him 'who was it?' and 'why he was sitting weirdly' to the extent that Hermione regretted stoking that fire in the first place. Remaining in the Great Hall for a while after the feast, she witnessed a bizarre display of united actions from the twins as they cornered the girl she knew only as Cho.
The worst part of it all was that she and Ron had been fooling around a little on the train to Hogwarts before Harry interrupted. While they never got very far, they got far enough to set Hermione's cock rock hard thus presenting her with an incredibly uncomfortable evening as she shifted and adjusted herself to prevent her cock from peering out from beneath her skirt. All through the feast, she and Ron planned to relieve each other back at the common-room once everyone was in bed, only when she returned to the Gryffindor Tower, she found him up in his room already.
And so, she found herself in bed, her cock pressing uncomfortably against the boxers she slept in. Rolling back and forth beneath her covers, she tried desperately to find an angle that gave her some comfort, but the hardened shaft between her legs was making it increasingly difficult to get anywhere near sleep. She had already tried her hand -for old times' sake- and firmly conceded the fact that she could no longer find relief herself.
Sighing softly, she lifted her head from her pillow and glanced around the dorm, seeing both Parvati and Lavender softly slumbering in both of their beds. Hermione often ruminated on the girls around her and how each of them either had to be sexually active or would be in the near future. It was one of the few things that aroused her, the knowledge that everyone around her would be so promiscuous. The idea of herself partaking in such activities gave her pause for thought having never actually pictured herself any of the various scenarios her arousal addled mind provided.
At any rate, she didn't have to wonder much about Lavender and Parvati's sexual endeavours. During one of the last few weeks of third year, she was made aware of the two-girl's experimenting late at night. The next morning, she awoke to find Lavender on all fours with Parvati gently thrusting into the pale girl's creamy white arse. Hermione remembered the image fondly as that day was one of the last days where she could stimulate herself and her mind was rife with the image of her dormmates connected hip to arse.
Shaking her head, Hermione tried desperately to shake any lewd thoughts from her mind, desperate not to encourage her cock any further, however her mind seemed to disagree subconsciously. Deciding that she needed relief of some sort, she debated going and trying to find Ron, but the idea quickly fell through when she remembered the charms put in place against the staircase.
Biting her lip, she remembered a story she overhead Parvati detailing to Lavender one day. A story about a place on the fifth floor that was built long ago to allow the female students to relieve themselves with anonymity. It was designed so that students could help one another with their 'problem' but not divulge the identity of the users. As to who had it built, people only knew it to be an old Head-Mistress long before Dumbledore took charge.
Despite the anonymity and the convenience of the place, Hermione never really wanted to use it. Muggle pornographic videos made the gloryholes -the muggle term for such places of intimacy- appear as lewd places where whores and depraved sex addicts would meet and the idea of going, let alone partaking in one always unsettled Hermione. However, late at night and with Ron asleep, she really had no other option.
"It's either that or I stay up all night," she conceded, rolling slowly out of bed and grabbing a pair of her jeans. Pulling them over her boxers, she tried to adjust her cock a little to provide a little comfort, but to no avail. She was already wearing a t-shirt without a bra so she swiftly headed down to the common room. Walking into the large open room, she cast a look up at the boy's dormitory, "Thanks for this Ron."
Looking over at the sofa in front of the dwindling fire, Hermione saw two people sitting slumped over and sleeping. Peering closer, she saw the familiar blazing red hair of the twins, each one curled up into the nook of the sofa, a book and a potion vial sitting on the table.
"Ent… Vial," she said as she looked at the title of the book and the smudged label that adorned the bottle. Confused, she turned back to the page the twins were looking at, a smug and entertaining look stretching across her face, "An aging potion? Can't wait to see that in action."
Leaving through the portrait, Hermione slowly began to sneak down to the fifth floor, craning her neck round the corners and making sure no one was following her. Entering the fifth-floor corridor, Hermione quickly darted halfway down the corridor to a larger woven tapestry depicting the four houses of Hogwarts. Checking to make sure no one had seen her, she quickly lifted the tapestry back and entered the small tunnel.
Following the tunnel down, she arrived in a large ornate stone room. At the centre of the room was a three by three square of cubicle each one made of polished and varnished wood. In front of each door to a cubicle was a small floating red orb of magic that gently bounced in the air. Glancing over her shoulder again, Hermione quickly entered one of the centre cubicles, watching as the red light turned green to signal her presence inside.
The inside was made of white marble tiles and had an ornate gleam about it. On the three other sides that didn't have a door, there were small circular holes, large enough for a cock to fit through, but not small enough to constrict. The third hole that opened into the central cubicle – the one surrounded on all sides by cubicles – sparked Hermione's curiosity as she wondered how someone would get into the central cubicle. Throwing the thought to the wind, she took her seat on the small black stool that sat in the middle, noticing the cushioning charms that were layered on the floor for the comfort of whomever was on their knees.
"Okay… just… cum and go… simple as that, no faffing around… What if no one comes here tonight?" she murmured to herself trying to remain calm as her heart raced. The question never occurred to her and she just assumed there would be someone. Luckily for her, it was the first day back at Hogwarts and tensions were running high for some people. She heard a door open and a flash of pale blue entered the cubicle next to hers. Breathing deeply, Hermione whispered to herself, "Here we go."
Standing up, Hermione quickly unbuckled her jeans, moaning softly as her hardened cock sprung free. No longer painfully constrained by her jeans, she gave herself a few soft strokes, giving herself enough pleasure to succumb to the idea of the gloryhole. Pulled down both her boxers and jeans and kicked them off her feet alongside her footwear, she stood up only to have the girl's cock from the other cubicle push through the hole and graze pleasurably against Hermione's shaft
"Woah! I'm sorry, I'm just here for me!" Hermione said rather selfishly, leaping away from the hole and averting her gaze from the shaft that had just pushed its way through. She hadn't accounted for the expectation of reciprocation and she was a little thrown by the sudden appearance of another cock.
"Mon ami… Ze hole is two way, much like ze act of pleasure itself," a voice, heavily tinted with a French accent, replied from the other side. Her words had a certain seductive air about them and her voice appeared surprisingly youthful. If Hermione had to guess, she would have though the woman to quite young if anything, but the cock hovering in the hole suggested otherwise.
"Erm… You're a Beauxbaton? From France?" Hermione asked as she glanced down at the cock, her shaft emanating a deliciously seductive allure. She was smaller than Hermione by an inch or two, but her cock was gorgeous. Pale and perfectly hairless, her shaft was smooth and beautiful. Her purplish head was enticingly vibrant and pushed its way softly out of her smooth foreskin. It was strangely enticing to Hermione who hadn't felt this way about a cock ever before. And not even with Ron.
"Qui and in Francé we reciprocate our pleasure," she replied, gently shaking her cock and letting her pale, smooth and hairless balls slip through the hole, each ball as beautifully enticing as her shaft, "How to say… A suck for a suck as you crude Anglais would say…"
Hermione glanced towards the door, biting her lip as she debated leaving. The idea of having suck her first cock through a wall just so that she could receive relief herself was unsettling her. But as she let her hand drift to her own cock which was almost painfully erect, she sighed loudly, conceding to the fact that she would be up all night if she didn't do this. Slowly sinking to her knees, she prepared to suck her very first cock.
Being eye to eye with the cock gave Hermione a steadier mind as she realised just how manageable the size was in comparison to her own one. Taking her hand, she gently wrapped her thin fingers around the bulbous tip of the French girl's cock and gently began to move her hand back and forth, stroking her shaft softly. Hearing a gentle moan from the other side of the wall, Hermione steeled herself and admired the way her foreskin moved back and forth, a single glimmering bead of pre-cum dribbling from the tip and coating her purplish head in thin glossy sheen.
"Erm… I've never done this before. Just to say," Hermione said as her hand moved clumsily up and down the French girl's shaft, savouring the gentle warmth her cock provided. There was a part of Hermione that was worried about disappointing the girl and that part slowly over took her, pushing her own pleasure into the back of her thoughts.
"Vell, you know where ze cock goes, qui?" the girl asked, somewhat impatiently as she moaned softly at Hermione's gentle and unsure strokes.
"Yeah…" Hermione conceded, breathing heavily and leaning closer to the girl's cock, the faint aroma of flowers and nectar emanating from the girl's shaft. Adjusting her position, Hermione flicked her tongue gently out from between her lips, the very tip of which grazed the pre-cum coated tip of the girl's cock. Tasting her pre-cum and having the sensation of a warm cock graze of her tongue made Hermione's cock twitch as she realised just how open she was to the taste and the idea. Gently pulling back her cockhead, Hermione leant in and ran her tongue across the purplish head, tasting more and more of her cock.
Breathing heavily, she began to clumsily lap her tongue across the girl's cock, using the flat of her tongue to slowly lick along her sensitive head. Shifting her focus a little further down, she let her tongue graze along the girl's shaft, the taste of her cock appearing not entirely unappealing. Licking up and down her shaft, Hermione slowly coated it in a thin layer of saliva, her hand continuing to keep it steady and slowly jerking her off, milking more and more pre-cum from the girl's bulbous and throbbing cockhead. Pulling away, she wrapped her tongue around her cockhead, growing slowly accustomed to the musky taste of the girl's pre-cum and slowly relishing each drop that her tongue collected.
Spurred on by the soft and subtle moans from the other side of the wall, Hermione dropped her hand to the girl's balls, gently massaging the small, petite organs and eliciting another soft moan. Gently squeezing them, Hermione misjudged her grip and sent a sharp jab of pain through the young girl's body. Squealing loudly, the girl pulled back slightly, her cock partly disappearing through the hole. Apologising profusely, Hermione leant forward in an attempt to keep the girl and enveloped the head of her cock in her mouth.
Gently suckling on the head, she applied a delicious and uncertain pleasure to the girl's cock. Gently bobbing her head back and forth across her head as she performed what she thought was a traditional blowjob. Stroking the portion of her cock that she hadn't retracted, Hermione began to milk dribbles of pre-cum onto her tongue which she began to guzzle down eagerly. Moaning softly as she did so, she sent delicious vibrations through the girl's cock that caused her to moan and the faint sting of pain the Hermione inflicted slowly dissipated into realms of soft spoken pleasure. Feeling her cock twitch with each sucking motion she made, Hermione closed her eyes, simply enjoying the perverse position and act she found herself partaking in.
As the pleasure overwhelmed the pain, the girl pushed her hips forwards giving Hermione full access to her cock and unwittingly pushing her cock deeper into her spasming throat. Suckling softly on her tip, Hermione felt the girl's cock push deeper into her mouth. A couple inches slipped between her lips and prodded the back of her throat, begging for access before her clenched throat began to gag. Spluttering saliva across her cock, Hermione breathed through her nose and tried to adjust to the sensation of her mouth being full of cock. The girl continued to push until the last inch of her cock went back through the hole and her cockhead desperately pushed against Hermione's throat.
Steadying her breathing, she decided to push herself and try and give this girl as much pleasure as she could in hopes of a similar treatment in return. Closing her eyes as she pushed forwards, Hermione reached the three-inch mark and the reached the point where her cockhead was spilling pre-cum directly down her throat. Pushing forwards, she instinctively gagged, more saliva dribbling out of her mouth and down onto the t-shirt she was wearing. Swallowing deeply, Hermione managed to push herself and swallow that extra inch, taking four into her mouth. As soon as she did so, her throat spasmed and clenched down restricting any more access and delivering an orgasmic concoction of delicious jolts of pleasure through the girl's body.
Opting to take a breather, she pulled her lips of the girl's cock and slowly massaged the saliva into her shaft. Wiping her chin, Hermione bit her lip. The feeling of saliva dribbling from her mouth and onto her t-shirt was surprisingly erotic with the whole naughty nature setting her cock harder than before. There was something about the slutty demeanour that resonated with Hermione as much as she deeply wanted to reject it. Leaning back in, she began to lick up and down her cock, her tongue attending to the portions of cock that her throat could tend to. Planting her lips along the side of her shaft, she began to drag them up and down, her saliva lubricating it as she went.
Drawing her tongue back up to the tip of her cock, Hermione once more parted her lips and slowly enveloped the three inches that her virgin mouth could manage. Moving her plump lips back and forth across these inches, she continued to let her hand slide up and down smearing any escaped saliva up and down the girl's shimmeringly beautiful shaft. Sliding her hand back down to her balls, she coated them in a thin layer of saliva, gently massaging the sensitive organs and adding another level of pleasure. Pushing her throat down, she attempted to manoeuvre that fourth inch into throat again, but with a little help from the girl
As she swallowed, the girl gently began to thrust in and out, her cockhead probing into the Hermione's throat. A swift, but forceful push forwards and the fourth inch slipped into her throat. Gagging once more, Hermione tried to calm herself as the girl gently sawed her cock back and forth trying to let Hermione adjust to the probing shaft. Every thrust forward resulted in Hermione gagging and her throat seizing up, but she slowly grew to accommodate to the shaft, taking the fourth inch with relative ease and the occasional spasming gag.
Feeling Hermione slowly adjust to the fourth inch, the girl decided to push the boundary once again and thrust forwards. A surprised Hermione felt her throat expand as a fifth inch slipped into her throat, her gullet contorting and spasming wildly and saliva dribbled from her mouth. Gagging and spluttering, she tried to adjust to it, but the sudden intrusion caused her to panic and pull back. Groaning as her cock left Hermione's throat, the girl thought that she may have pushed it too far, but as Hermione caught her breath, the fire in stomach sparked again and she latched her mouth back onto the girl's cockhead, lovingly sucking it and moving her lips back and forth across the part of her cock that she could manage without spluttering violently.
Reaching between her own legs, Hermione began to jerk her cock off. Whilst she couldn't reach an orgasm, the eroticism of the situation allowed her to bring herself a degree of pleasure. Massaging her hand across her cockhead, she smeared her pre-cum up and down her shaft, jerking herself rapidly as she continued to devolve into her blowjob. Her lips sped up as she slowly began to grow comfortable with the movements. Her hand sped back and forth along both her cock and her mystery cock, bring both shafts incredible pleasure.
The spluttering sucks of Hermione's blowjob filled the room as she realised her t-shirt was covered in pre-cum and saliva. Casting the thought aside, she closed her eyes and relished the symphony of wet sucks, gently slaps and the pleasured soft moans of the girl on the other side of the wall. Her tongue began to dart back and forth across the girl's shaft while she sucked it, eliciting louder and louder moans from the girl until she slowly pulled her cock away from Hermione, leaving her confused and with saliva and pre-cum in her mouth. Swiftly swallowing the delicious combination, she glanced through the hole in search of the cock she had strangely adored.
"Erm… oh… you didn't cum?" Hermione stammered, wiping the saliva from her chin and watching her cock slowly pull away from the hole. She had slowly started to enjoy the scenario and had taken a perverse liking to the girl on the other side of the wall to the extent that she cared about her orgasm.
"Zere are other pleazures zat a 'ole such as zis can provide," the girl replied as she shuffled herself around on the other-side of the wall. Hermione glanced through the hole and saw a brief glimpse of the pale girl. She was short and had a pair of budding breasts. They were rather small, but sizable enough to be noticed. Seeing her nipples gave Hermione an idea and she swiftly drew her t-shit up and over her ample breasts, each one jiggling slightly as they fell into position. As she stripped naked, the girl crouched down next to the hole, her lips barely visible as she said, "But allow me to return ze favour."
Eagerly rising to her feet, Hermione pushed her cock into the cubicle, pressing her ample breasts against the cold marble of the wall. Her nipples hardened instantly, a brief lapse of pleasure rushing through her body as they ground against the wall. Biting her lip, Hermione waited for the girl to start, her mind full of erotic images, stimulating her twitching throbbing shaft. And then the girl began and Hermione was in heaven.
The girl wrapped her tiny fingers around the base of her cock holding it steady as she latched her tongue around her thick shaft. Moving her tongue up and down Hermione's cock swiftly, she coated every inch in saliva, lathering her thick cock with a thick layer of her spittle. Dragging her tongue up and down as if her cock was a lollipop, the girl expertly let her tongue glide back and forth across the most sensitive parts, swiftly moving across the entirety of her shaft with ease. As soon as Hermione adjusted to her tongue darting along one sensitive portion of her cock, she felt it dart to another, dancing along her cock sending delicious bolts of pleasure along her shaft and into her pleasure ridden body.
Lifting her small hand to Hermione's cock, the girl began to rapidly jerk her hand back and forth, smearing her saliva up and down the throbbing shaft, swiftly, but gently massaging it into her soft skin. Her tongue continued to slide up and down following her hand and adding saliva to the ever-sloppier blowjob. Closing her eyes, Hermione gently pushed her cock harder against the wall, her balls slipping through the hole and drawing the girl's attention from the other side.
Her tongue left Hermione's shaft, much to her disappointment despite the slick hand sliding up and down her shaft and gently rubbing her thumb across her sensitive purplish head. Her lips quickly latched onto Hermione's balls, gently suckling on them whilst rolling them back and forth with her tongue. The same swift fervour emboldened the girl's tongue as she flicked lapped at the sensitive organs with haste, her tongue never in one place for long. Taking the second ball in her mouth, she gently passed it around her tongue popping it out before letting her tongue glide swiftly up along Hermione's shaft and around her head again, the tip of her tongue curving around the sensitive rim of Hermione's bulbous purple cockhead.
Hermione gently began to hump the wall, her hips gently thrusting against the soft marble as her lust filled mind sought a deeper and tighter destination for her shaft. Her gentle pushes pushed the girl's tongue along her shaft, but did little for lodging it into her mouth, but the added pleasure of her balls gently bouncing against the wall was enough for her to continue doing so. Her hand latched onto her breast, gently fondling the sizable budding tit, her nipples erect and sensitive. Softly squeezing her handfuls of flesh, she massaged them adding to her pleasure before she gently began to roll her nipple in between her thumbs, softly squeezing and tugging on the sensitive nubs.
Drawing her tongue back along the shaft, the girl swiftly enveloped Hermione's pulsating cockhead in between her thin French lips. Hollowing her mouth, she sucked on the tip, her tongue dancing and gliding around the head even as it stretched her lips wider and wider. Her hand continuously jerked up and down her shaft, occasionally dipping down to her balls and massaging the pooling saliva into them, lubing them to a glossy, wrinkled shimmer. Hermione moaned loudly as soon as her cock pushed past the girl's lips, her mind instantly rife with pleasure. The girl was far more skilled than Ron and had a perverse degree of expertise that not only impressed Hermione, but cemented her desire to continue using this place occasionally.
Angling her throat just right, the girl forced Hermione's eyes open as a wave of delicious and unexpected pleasure consumed her cock. In one swiftly and forceful push, the girl slipped every inch of Hermione's cock into her throat. Her throat never flinched nor gagged and her lips pushed through to the other side of the wall, snugly wrapped around the base of her Hermione's cock. The soft imprint of light pink lipstick on the base of Hermione's cock stood as a marker and monument to the girl's ability as she used her tongue to dance around her shaft whilst it was buried deep within her tight, young, French throat. Using the saliva that she had coated Hermione's cock in, the girl was able to swallow her cock with ease, using her throat to softly squeeze and tease Hermione's shaft as it constantly tightened and contracted around the shaft. Humming softly, the girl added yet another level of pleasure to what Hermione could only imagine was the perfect blowjob. The gentle vibrations emanated across her sensitive shaft, sending tingling bursts of pleasure through Hermione's body, almost pushing her over the edge and forcing Hermione to pump the young girl's throat full of her thick cum.
Slowly pulling her lips back along her shaft, the girl made sure her tongue curved around and reached every portion of the shaft as she lazily, yet lovingly drew her lips back. As soon as only the head remained inside her mouth, she planted a soft kiss on the tip, her tongue darting across the head briefly before she enveloped the entire shaft again, her throat swallowing every inch of Hermione's delicious cock instantly. Moving her lips back and forth across the lower part of Hermione's cock, the French girl let her savour the deep, warm wetness of her young foreign throat before she pulled her lips slowly back along, her hand continuing to jerk Hermione's cock whenever it wasn't submerged in her clutching gullet.
Leaning deeper into the wall, Hermione simply enjoyed the pleasures her cock was feeling, her opinion towards the gloryhole completely shifted. Pushing as deep into the gloryhole as much as she could, Hermione let her hands curve around and rest on her arse cheeks, gently pawing and playing with the handfuls of beautiful flesh that made up her gloriously perfect ass. Cupping her cheeks, she pushed herself forwards, trying to milk every warm inch of the girl's incredulously pleasurable mouth.
The girl quickly built up a rhythm, her lips plunging down Hermione's cock and gently working the lower three inches of her cock before drawing slowly back up. Her tongue took over massaging and draping itself over her thick cockhead before her lips parted and enveloped her cockhead again and beginning again. Her throat slowly opened a little more allowing her to speed herself up, saliva drooling down the side of Hermione's cock and dribbling down her chin and onto to her budding teenage breasts, dripping slowly from her nipples.
Slowly jerking Hermione's cock as she pulled her lips slowly along her shaft, the girl pulled her lips away from Hermione's cock. Saliva dribbled from Hermione's cock, with the cool air of the cubicle chilling her cock as it left the warm wet comfort of the girl's cock. A strand of saliva connected Hermione's cock and the girl's chin. Wiping her chin, the girl continued to jerk her cock, watching dribbles of pre-cum combine with her saliva as she rose slowly to her feet, her eyes ogling the slick shaft.
"Oh, my god… that was…" Hermione breathed, barely able to put together a sentence as she recovered from the sensational blowjob she just received, her cock on the verge of exploding cum across the girl's face. Clinging to the wall, her legs almost giving way, she heard the girl speak again.
"Perfection? I know mon ami. Ze French have zertain skills," the girl responded, her hand slowly jerking back and forth across her cock. Before Hermione could respond, she felt the girl change position. Hermione felt her cockhead slip between two pert cheeks and rest against the familiar feeling of a puckered arsehole, "'ere is another…"
Hermione's breath caught in her throat as she felt that all too familiar sensation, her mind flooded with memories of Ron bent over at the world cup. Biting her lip, she clung to the wall, her bulbous cockhead tracing every delicious wrinkle of the girl's tiny pert bum. Pushing forwards, she tried to push in, but found the girl's arse to be far too tight for her to do so. Waiting for her to take control, Hermione moaned softly, secretly longing to see this girl in person and have a proper sweaty, sexual experience. She was content with this, but a part of her wanted to run her hands along her soft skin and see what she looked like properly.
Slowly the girl began to push back on Hermione's saliva slick cock, her hand holding her thick shaft steady whilst her other hand sped back and forth across her own cock, using the saliva from her sloppy blowjob as a lubricant. Feeling Hermione's cock probe and push at her arse, she steadied herself and slowly let her hole part, accepting the thick cock into her beautiful French fuck-hole. Biting her lip, the tip managed to slip past her tight ring, sending her eyes flying open as she adjusted to the painfully pleasurable intrusion. Breathing slowly, she gently bobbed her hips back and forwards, using the first inch of Hermione's cock to loosen herself up considerably before beginning to push backwards, all the while jerking herself off to mitigate the slight ache coming from her arsehole.
Gently pushing herself backwards onto Hermione's cock, the girl let inch after inch of ever widening cock slip past her ring and deep into her ass. Speeding her jerking, she dropped her second hand between her creamy white thighs and began to massage her small, delicate balls trying to adjust to the cock that was slowly plundering deeper and deeper into her French derriere. Finally, the last inch slipped into the girl's arse, her pert bum cheeks pressing snugly against the marble wall with Hermione's balls gently slapping against the girl', a streak of saliva transferring between them allowing the girl's hand to massage her balls a little easier
Hermione gasped as soon as her cockhead popped into the girl's arse, the overwhelming tightness being enough to almost knock her legs out from underneath her. But as the girl pushed back and her entire cock was submerged in a tightness that she couldn't believe she was experience, Hermione had to steady herself, her left leg giving way as she used the seat to prop herself up. She was tight. Incredibly so with her arse being far smaller than she expected. She was tighter than Ron and considering that he was a virgin when he and Hermione fucked, she was surprised that arses could get tighter than that. But her she was, balls deep in an incredulously tight bum hole.
"Merlin's beard… that…" Hermione gasped, the unbelievable tightness of the girl's arse capturing her breath and sandwiching her cock in a most delicious pocket of pleasure. Closing her eyes, she pressed her body further against the wall, slipping her cock slightly further inside, moaning as she revelled in the exceptional tightness of her French fuck-hole.
"Mon dieu… Thrust, mon ami…" the French girl murmured breathlessly as she adjusted to the sizable shaft that was now lodged in her delectably tight derriere. Moaning softly at the sensation of her probing cock, she steadied herself and planted her arse firmly against the wall to allow Hermione to do all the work.
Listening the order that the girl moaned, Hermione slowly drew her cock back relishing every squeezing and clenching wave of pleasure the tight young arse provided her. Biting her lip, she clawed at the wall, moaning as the girl's tight ring massaged every inch of her cock as it slipped out of her. As her cock left the girl until only the very tip remained, Hermione groaned, knowing that as soon as she pushed back inside, her cock was going to twitch and spasm in unbelievable pleasure. She wanted the sensation of the girl's arse to surround her cock for as long as she could and with every ounce of her being she staved off her orgasm.
Slamming her hips forward, she shook the wall, her hips crashing into the marble. She felt the sting of pain from the collision, but the sudden tightness hugging and clenching her dick overwhelmed it, with her balls slapping against the soft skin of the girl's hairless bum. The pair moaned in unison, both of them loving the respective sensations that their bodies were feeling. Being stretched and instantly full of cum -while sore- was orgasmic to the French girl and as she pushed back into the wall in an attempt to get her cock deeper, she felt Hermione start to properly fuck her tight, French hole.
Easing her cock In and out of the girl, Hermione began to gently hump the wall, her hips crashing into the marble as her balls slapped against the girl's arse. Every thrust loosened the girl up, but not enough to diminish the incredible pleasure that her tight bum was providing. Moving half her cock in and out of the girl, Hermione made sure that each thrust sank herself deeper and deeper into the girl. She didn't want to pull her entire cock out for every thrust as the tightness of her arse had quickly become her home and she didn't want to leave it for a moment longer than she
needed to. So, she relegated her thrusts to short, but deep, fast and hard.
The pair quickly developer a rhythm with the cubicles filling with a myriad of unbelievable sounds. The gentle slap of her balls against her arse, the wet slaps of her cock plunging into her arse hole, the pleasure grunts, moans, groans and soft yelps of both the girls and the gentle fapping sounds of the young girl stroking her cock to Hermione powerful, orgasmic thrusts. Feeling her ring stretch and stretch with each thrust, the girl began to bounce back and forth. Every time Hermione pulled back the girl pulled forwards a little meaning that her entire cock pulled out. And as Hermione pushed in, the girl pushed her arse back to meet her thrust, forcing her cock deeper and deeper into her sumptuously tight bum.
Letting her hands roam her own body despite wanting them to be able to roam the French beauty who currently had her arse wrapped around her cock, Hermione began to massage her most sensitive areas once again. Cupping her arse cheeks, she pried them apart, her fingers running down her crack and resting against her hole. In her lust filled, pleasure ridden mind, she debated whether or not to slip her fingers inside herself, but decide to save that first for another day. Instead she latched her hands onto her breasts, her fingers gripping her nipples and softly tugging on them, squeezing them and twisting them to elicit a gentle, sharp pain to contrast the overwhelming pleasure and to stave her orgasm of for as long as possible
Hermione felt her balls began to seize up, her orgasm nearing closer and closer. The girl's arse was spasming and clenching around her cock, cluing Hermione in as to how close she was to her own orgasm. Speeding her own thrusts up, Hermione was desperate to have the girl cum before she unleashed her own load into the French beauty's arse. Suddenly, as she thrust forward, the French girl on the other side squealed loudly, moaning and groaning as her arsehole clenched tightly around Hermione's cock. The girl unloaded strand after strand of her cum across the floor of the cubicle, several strands dribbling down her leg as she milked her cock for pleasure.
The tightness of her orgasming arse was enough to tip Hermione over the edge as she slammed her hips forward and buried her cock deep into the girl's arse. Unloading strand after strand of cum into the girl's bum, she sent the girl into a fit of pleasure as she felt herself get filled up with cum. Grunting, the girl forced herself of off Hermione's cock and slumped down into a crouching position. The familiar feeling of the young girl's small hand around her cock returned as she began to milk Hermione's cock for her cum. Jerking her rapidly, she latched her mouth around her tip, feeling strands of cum spurt into her mouth and down her throat. Spluttering loudly, she pulled back the last few strands and dribbles landing on the girl's face and turning her into a cumstained French delight.
"Merci beaucoup… Merci, mon ami…" the girl moaned, slumping onto her knees breathless, a slight ache emanating from her arsehole, but it was nearly completely swamped the overwhelming pleasure her cock was feeling as it spurted the last few strands of cum onto her thighs and stomach.
"Thank you, whoever you are. I'll sleep easy now. Goodnight, I guess?" Hermione said awkwardly, not entirely sure how to end their encounter. Slowly beginning to dress herself, Hermione was interrupted by the young girl's voice as she stopped her from leaving.
"Wait. Tradition says, zat sex is finished with a kiss?" the girl smiled leaning down to the hole and presenting her soft puckered lips still drizzled in Hermione's thick cum. Hermione glanced down at the girl, seeing those soft lips waiting for a kiss. She was hesitant due to the fact that she had cum dribbling across her lips, but there was a part of Hermione that was intrigued. She couldn't put her finger on it, but the girl had a certain desirable allure that made her want to kiss those lips even if she would be tasting herself upon them.
Leaning down to the hole, she leant in for a kiss, her lips pressing softly against the girls. As soon as they grazed the girl's lips, she melted into the kiss, savouring the taste of cum on her lips as the girl pushed her tongue between Hermione's lips and deep into her mouth, exploring every delicious crevice that Hermione had to offer. Drawn in by the seductive nature the girl possessed, Hermione returned the favour her own tongue returning the favour and exploring the French girls mouth.
Hermione felt her cock twitch and slowly rise as the succumbed to the kiss. Feeling herself getting aroused, she pulled away, not wanting to have to delve into a second round of pleasure to get some sleep. And with dawn fast approaching, she didn't exactly have time. Blushing wildly and nervously at how much she enjoyed that, Hermione wiped the dribble of cum that was on her chin before quickly speeding out of the gloryhole, her tits still bouncing free as she nervously tried to pull her top down to cover her bouncing breasts. Quickly leaving the room, she headed back for the common-room, a smirk on her face and the strange annoying buzzing sound of an insect following her through the hallways.
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Hermione returned to the common room swiftly, a smile on her face as she ruminated as to the possible identity of the mysterious French girl on the other-side of the wall. Whilst all the boys openly drooled at the Beauxbatons introduction at the feast, Hermione kept her arousal a secret, her cock twinging painfully at the sight of the attractive French girls all adorning short skirts. How they kept their cocks hidden was a mystery and a trick that Hermione desperately wanted to know to avoid any embarrassing future predicaments. But as to the identity of the mystery girl, Hermione could say that she wouldn't be disappointed if it were any of the gorgeous French girls that strutted into the main hall and set her cock alight.
Clambering wearily up to her dorm, she crossed straight towards her bed, stopping only when her eye was caught by an object sitting on her night stand. It was the notebook that she purchased at the World Cup. She had forgotten she left it on her night stand as she was unpacking and was strangely drawn to the item now. Opening It up, she read through the same blank pages before moving to close it.
Glancing around the room, she realised that the notebook would be easy prey for anyone who wanted it, with people constantly taking things they think no one will notice. Quickly taking a quill, she jotted her name down on the first page before moving to close it. As she folded the pages back over, she paused as more writing began to appear on the page. Opening the book, she saw the words slowly become bolder and bolder until they were engrained in the paper. Her eyes widened as she read the words, her mind baffled by what they meant:
Ronald Billius Weasley
Cock Size: Nine Inches
Previous Lovers: Hermione Granger
Kinks: Fond of a firm hand and subtle domination. Prefers to have another take the lead in sexual activities. Open to submission and the intrinsic acts of domination.
Gabrielle Delacour
Cock Size: Seven Inches
Previous Lovers: Fleur Delacour, Apolline Delacour, Hermione Granger
Kinks: Diverse in pleasure. Prefers intimacy over extraneous perversion. A secret lover of incestual relationships and enjoys company of family members. Promiscuous and explorative.
"What the…" Hermione said, reading the page, her mind baffled by the words and the suggestions the book was making. The enchantment was confusing and Hermione was uncertain about what it truly meant. The two names held no bearing to each other the only connection was Hermione herself. Trying to figure out who Gabrielle Delacour was, she lifted the book to inspect it further only to watch the small ring she had bought fall out of the back. Quickly glancing through the rest of the notebook, she found it empty.
Picking the ring up, she passed it through her fingers, remarking once again as it changed to fit the width of her wrist and all the way up to her forearm, constantly growing wider as it needed. Remembering that it was intended for Ginny, she sighed and quickly tore a scrap of paper from one of her older notebooks. Quickly scrawling down a small letter explaining where she got the ring and why she was giving it to Ginny, Hermione folded it and took both the note and the ring down to the third-year dorm.
Entering, she noticed Ginny asleep on the other-side of the room. Swiftly crossing the room, she left the note and the ring beside Ginny's bed before casting a glance over at Ginny. As she did so, Ginny rolled outside her covers, presenting her plump, firm arse to Hermione in all its glory. A little shocked, Hermione realised that she couldn't judge. If it weren't for Hermione's ever conscious worry that someone would see her -much like she was seeing Ginny now- then Hermione would sleep in the buff as well. Rolling again, she gave Hermione a flash of her cock, semi-hard and pressing against her pert stomach. Deciding she had seen enough, Hermione walked out the door and swiftly moved back to her dorm and to a comfortable, lust-less sleep.
Author's Note: Hope you guys enjoyed that. I couldn't have lived with myself if I didn't include the French beauties of Beauxbaton's Academy a little earlier than the real story. If you haven't figured out who was on the other side of the wall then congratulations on not being able to put two and two together (I mean I practically spelled it out for you!)
The next chapter involves the ever-mysterious ring and what it's true purpose is and why everyone is so eager to get their hands on it. And it also involves some hot shemale on shemale action as well!
As I said, please leave suggestions for what pairings you would like to see desperately. Obscurer ones would be the most interesting considering how I've planned for every main character to get intimate with each other. So, some obscure pairings that you would like to see would be helpful so that I can set in stone the plan for this story! (It's looking particularly juicy! Looking forward to Chapter 10 and 12… should be particularly spicy fun!
Till Next Time!